ARABELLA. The day was gray and murky. All I wanted to do that particular day was sleep until my eyes became arid. However, this was until some men walked into my room forcefully. Although I couldn't see them clearly, the aura coming from them made it obvious that they were from the Alpha. “Where are you taking me?” Two men grabbed me by the arm and shoved me out the front door. The bright sun got in my eyes and I winced before docking. “Don’t say any more words.” A masculine voice sounded in my ears. I kept quiet after that. I wasn't in a good shape to argue much. My memories were parched though, I could hardly remember anything that happened before now. Soon, we got to the pack house. Everywhere was colorless. I had been here a couple of times and I know they had some bit of color to them but this time, they were gone. No, it had to be the drugs I had been using. They were fucking with my head. The men by my side only stopped when we got to the Alpha meeting room. Alpha Rhys
ALPHA RHYS. Her eyes wouldn't leave my memory. It was as though she was right here, beholding me and begging me to believe her. I want to. Every part of me wants to turn deaf ears to the evidence. To the proofs. To her marks which lay claims on my father’s corpse. To ignore the words knocking at the edge of my heart. To believe her alone. Yet it was hard. The evidence was clear. I didn't want to be blinded by love. I didn't want to make a mistake. I hissed and took the dangling glass to my mouth. It was filled with an amber drink and when it touched my tongue, it ran down and burned my throat. It was just what I needed to remind me of reality. To not be blinded by sweet feelings. Anyone could turn evil. We are all capable of evil only some of us have more self-control than others. And when we lose everything holding us back, we delve into it hungrily like a starving wolf. I heard the door open behind me and then soft footsteps followed. Her scent spread across the room. I didn't
ARABELLA. He let go of my neck yet I felt like he was still strangling me. I coughed out and it felt like my lungs had been wrung. I just stared into the air, tears pooling around my eyes. His words hurt too much, it felt like my heart was shattered into two. They were like spades, dividing my timid heart into two. The same man that promised me heaven on earth. It was the same man I thought I would end up with. My dirty cunt? The words were so thick, that I could almost taste them. I stayed in the position for many hours. There was no need to count the time, I would be here for a while. However, I did know when it was morning and night. Another two days passed. No one came to my dungeon. There was no food or water. At some point, my mouth went dry and I could almost not feel my tongue. I knew that Mia was behind it. The bitch would do anything to make me suffer. Right now she was in the upper hand. And she got Rhys on her side as well. On the third day, I knew my death was ap
ARABELLA. They kept hitting me, stomping on my back and limbs. They did not care that I was a mere female or I was weak. My bones broke under their maltreatment. Still, they did not stop. I cried and screamed in horror. They were despicable. Animals that did not care about the tears of a woman. What did I ever do to deserve this? Why did this have to happen to me? Did Rhys think betraying me like this was fair? He slept with me and ended up taking my sister as his mate. This wasn't fair. I thrashed and cried and screamed as each hit came at me. I was in immense pain. It was too much for me to handle. I wanted it to stop at all costs. I begged the men to make it stop instead I was slapped in the mouth and my lips busted from the intensity. “You stupid girl, disturbing the peace of others!” He slapped me again. Another one dragged my leg and used his hard boot to slam against my flesh. The sharp part of his boot tore my skin. It was bad. I hated it. I cried loud but no one came to
MIA. I dropped the cup of champagne after gulping the cup at once again. I was at the bar and Craig, Rhys’ Beta was with me. He helped me pour another round into the cup while I looked into space, seething. Rhys had to regard for me. He was nothing but a lying Alpha. One time, he wanted me, and most of the time he didn't. The times he wanted me, I forced myself on him. It had always ever been Arabella even after all of my plans to make us mate. There was a time he called her name from his sleep, I sat up and looked at him thinking it was a mistake but then he did it the second time. That night, I cried like I had never done before. I was frustrated because why did he have to think about Arabella after all of my plans. It was almost as if I wasn't beautiful enough. “Your Alpha left without informing me, did you think that is right?” I looked at Craig and he shook his head. “Where did he go?” I asked, looking back at my drink. “He didn't say,” he replied softly. I scoffed. He
MIA. Craig informed me that he had arranged the meeting and this made me leave the bar. I went to the location where I saw Alpha Jack sitting and watching the bed hum on the tree. Craig fixed the meeting in our private garden. The garden was always cared for. No one dared to mess with it. Also, it had the most beautiful gardens and the perfect view of the sky as well as the freshest air. Indeed, it was the best place to have this meeting. “You called this meeting,” Alpha Jack said without looking at me. He had heightened senses. I wasn't surprised though, he was a powerful Alpha. “Yes,” I said, walking closer to him. “Why?” He asked coldly and my heart quickened at his lack of humor. It didn't matter though, I would still go on with my request. “What do you want?” He turned to me. Alpha Jack was sitting on the bench in the middle of the garden and I feared sitting next to him. He didn't look friendly at all. Why wasn't he friendly to me but he could give Arabella the healing
ALPHA RHYS. I was gradually losing it. I was losing my mind because of Arabella. I couldn't sleep and when I did sleep, I was dreaming about her. Her name constantly got in my mouth. I remembered speaking to Craig one time and suddenly, I got lost in calling her name over and over again. Craig had to snap me out of it by tapping my shoulder. It was hard for me to understand that she was a suspect and needed to stay in the dungeon. I was torn between justice for my father and the woman my heart yearned for. I knew she was in pain in the dungeon. There was not much ventilation in there and it stunk. There was pee and poo. There was the remnant of dead rogues. There was all kind of smell in there. Every day I was plagued by guilt. I once promised her that I wouldn't let anything bad happen to her. Then, it was all a bed of roses. I gave her my word that I would protect her from any evil that was going to come to her. The first betrayal choosing her stepsister because she was my m
JACK. Her eyes were the most beautiful color I had ever seen. It wasn't like I had never seen small blue eyes prior but hers was just different. It was captivating. I get lost in the beautiful canvases of her eyes. Although they held gloom, sadness, and betrayal. It was obvious she had been betrayed and played by the ones she loved. Her eyes did not align with the story Luna Mia told me but it did not matter. I did not care about her past. I have never felt this way about a woman. Even if I found my mate, I did not think I would be able to abandon Arabella for her. This was a feeling I couldn't suppress and no matter how much I tried to, I kept feeling excited. She did not say anything to me. Even when I told her my name and made her know who I was, no iota of word formed in her mouth. She looked into space probably thinking about something so deep, that she couldn't refrain. Normally, women cower when they hear my name. They learn to caution themselves around me and try to impre